O Lord, You did not come to my home, did not colour my mind. Did not speak, did not
understand the agony. Only through the gaps of dances, sang the song. I call You during
the day and cry during the night. Through the tears from the eyes create dam for the
feelings. You did not come into the folds, did not come close, Staying away only, You
made
my life dance. I was in the grove of shiulii trees, To which alien land You remained, who
knows that? You did not understand the process, did not understand the policy. Floating
in
the water of sudden flood, where do I go?